I Became the Master of the Empress - Chapter 190
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“Ugh… My head.”
My head feels like it’s going to split open from the hangover.
Where is this…
I feel something fluffy and soft.
What is this?
As I slowly raise my body…
Theodora in her nightgown.
The buttons of her nightgown are all unbuttoned, revealing a pastel blue bra inside, and her large, snow-white…
-Gulp.
Oh my… Get it together! This isn’t the time to be like this.
This isn’t the time to be entranced by her snow-white skin and gorgeous bra.
I hurriedly get out of bed.
I check my clothes and hers in case we crossed the line…
Both she and I are fully clothed.
“W-what happened?”
Puzzled by this situation, I recall last night.
Surely… I kept drinking the wine that Duke Ian and Jahyun gave me.
After that, Theodora dragged me, drunk, to her room…
Theodora dragged me from the sofa to her bed.
[My Lord, you’ll catch a cold if you sleep there.]
It was definitely getting colder these days, so I followed her to her bed because I was cold.
[My Lord? Ugh!]
I remembered that I attacked her with a kiss after seeing her pretty face.
Alcohol is the worst.
I almost did something that could’ve gotten me killed while drunk.
Thankfully, I fell asleep while kissing her, so I was lucky…
If I had made a mistake, I might not have been able to retire.
I need to be more careful.
Just then.
[Huuuk!]
Theodora’s flushed face and her moans…
-Smack!
“Get it together… I’m really going crazy.”
Thinking about last night, I slap myself on the cheek and head to the bathroom.
I wash up and clear my head of the thoughts of last night.
“Ugh… It’s a little chilly.”
Maybe it’s because the fireplace isn’t lit yet, but it feels colder than usual.
“Hmm…”
I see Theodora, who’s still asleep, curling up because she’s cold and quietly cover her with a blanket…
She looks at me with her red, sleepy eyes.
Blank and unfocused eyes.
Soon…
-Thud!
She hugs my neck and says in a sleepy voice.
“A little more… Just a little more…”
Theodora says that while stroking my hair.
“I have to go to the Grand Duchy?”
I have a lot to do these days because of the fund depletion issue.
“Mmm… just a little… more… your embrace is warm.”
As she speaks, she rubs her cheek against mine.
“Mmm… warm.”
Soon, her breathing changes and becomes shallow.
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-Pitter… patter.
She falls asleep.
What should I do? Can I stay like this just a little longer?
As I stealthily glance out the window, I see that it’s still the dim light of dawn, so I decide to rest a little longer before leaving.
Ugh… this position is a little uncomfortable.
Suddenly, she hugs my upper body, making it uncomfortable, so I gently release her hand and go to sleep beside her for a little while longer.
***
Time flew by quickly after our first wedding anniversary.
It feels like we were just married, but time has gone by so fast.
This time last year, I was working all night in the Grand Study, dragged there by him.
And so, I head to my office.
-Creak!
I open the grand door and enter a large room.
The first thing that catches my eye is the portrait of our family behind the desk and chair in the office.
A long time ago, Father invited a famous Roman painter to paint our family portrait, and he hung it in the most conspicuous place in his office.
That’s how much he loved his family; he was a compassionate father.
Even from the entrance of the office, you can see who each person is at a glance.
Me, Joy, my brothers, my father, and my mother.
This room has been used by emperors for generations.
It is a large room with various office supplies to help with work, and important documents of the empire are stored here, but to be honest, I don’t like coming here often.
Is it because I keep thinking about my dead family? Or is it the burden of being emperor?
Whatever the reason.
This is the official office of the emperor.
“Whew… I have to do today’s work.”
I’ve worked here hundreds of times now, but to be honest, I’m not used to it.
This is the room where her father always stayed.
When I was young, I used to come here with my brothers and Joy and play.
I keep thinking about the old days and feel down as I look at the picture.
Should I change the picture?
Thinking that maybe my heart aches because I’m looking at the family portrait, I sit down in the chair, and something catches my eye.
A book with an impressive blue cover.
“What is this? Did the maids leave it here?”
Sometimes the maids leave things behind when they’re cleaning.
Thinking that it’s probably something that belongs to a maid who works in the palace, I carefully open the book.
-Rustle…
A man named Deang.
Sold as a son-in-law to the Duke’s family in order to revive the fallen Viscount family.
Why does the description of Deang’s appearance in the novel feel similar to someone?
“Hey… no way.”
Dora, who is going to be Deang’s wife.
She fell in love with Deang at first sight…
“Gray hair and red eyes?”
The description of Deang’s appearance is black hair and black eyes.
It’s a pretty common color, so let’s just say that, but Dora’s appearance…
“Isn’t this me?”
It’s not just one or two strange things.
Gray hair is the symbol of the Jans Duke family.
Both Joy and I have gray hair because our mother is from the Jans family, but our older brothers don’t have gray hair.
And another thing, red eyes symbolize the royal family.
The eyes of the first empress, Gold Dragon Rike El Sadat, resemble the eyes of the royal family, which have been red for generations.
“The name is Dora… Theodora. No matter how I look at it, it seems like it’s based on me?”
That means Deang is obviously Debien.
-Pfft.
It’s like a kid’s prank.
With that thought, I flipped through the novel a little more.
Deang of the Viscount family.
He entered the Duke’s family as a son-in-law, but prepares to take the lead against Dora in order to gain the power of the powerful Duke’s family.
-My lady, we are now husband and wife, a couple brought together by God.
The scene where Deang says so with serious eyes and kisses Dora deeply while undressing her is quite exquisite.
“Ugh… it’s really dirty.”
Thanks to the detailed description in the novel, the situation in the novel is naturally drawn in my head.
My lower abdomen tingles at the description of intense skinship.
‘The one who wins at night leads the relationship between husband and wife.’
Deang thinks so and heats up Dora.
[‘Make me feel so needy that I’ll fall head over heels for you!’]
Is Debien in the novel so reckless because it’s different from reality?
-Thump… thump.
My heart starts to beat violently.
Ugh… my core is getting wet again.
The feeling of my lower body getting wet doesn’t feel so bad today.
On top of that, it’s the reckless Debien…
Should I rather say that I’m more excited?
[Madam, how is it? Are you okay?]
Dora, who saw Deang skillfully avoiding sensitive areas as if he was deliberately tormenting her after making her extremely aroused.
She frowns deeply and grabs Deang’s wrist.
-Bam!
[Wh… why are you doing this, mistress?]
[I can’t stand being teased like this anymore!]
With that, she pushed Deang onto the bed, holding his back and turning him on his side.
[Mis… mistress?]
[If you’re going to do it, do it like a man, passionately!]
Dora rushed at Deang, her lion’s mane fluttering.
-Creak!
[Wa… wait a minute!]
Ignoring Deang’s bewildered voice, she ruthlessly tore his clothes off with her merciless hands.
And Dora, laughing sinisterly, said to Deang with a wicked smile.
[You should’ve just given me this obediently. Then I wouldn’t have had to do this.]
[Mis… mistress? You can’t do this!]
[Shut up! This is all your fault!]
Deang was known for his strength, but he was powerless against Dora, who wielded mana.
And then…
-Creak! Creak!
[Ha! This is driving me crazy!]
Dora moved violently on top of Deang, while Deang wore a vain expression of defeat.
And the bed springs filled the room with their sound.
How long had they been going at it?
Deang watched as Dora’s back straightened and her thighs trembled, and he thought to himself.
‘Oh my… There are women like this? Well, it’s over now anyway.’
Deang, lost in his thoughts, did not know.
That she was a woman capable of going ten times.
And that night, Dora opened her eyes to a new sensation.
“Wow… I didn’t realize how much time had passed.”
It was lewd, but… no, it was hard to describe as simply lewd…
But it was also fun.
Especially since it was a description of me and Deang.
I felt more immersed in it.
In between, there were things that could be called Dora and Deang’s comedic romance.
I haven’t even read a third of it yet. It’s so much fun.
With that thought, Teodora decided to finish her tasks for the day and continue reading.
***
Marius, who runs a small weapons shop at 134 Fifth Avenue.
He had lived his entire life diligently managing his weapons shop.
His sly wife and his proud son.
Those two were probably Marius’s greatest assets.
In particular, his son had graduated from the Imperial Academy, which only admitted the empire’s most gifted students, and had entered the Grand Duke’s Department, where he worked as the Grand Duke’s secretary.
Although the Grand Duke’s Department did not have a good reputation, working in the most influential department in the empire meant that he was capable, which was a great source of pride for Marius.
“Marius, I say. What about that favor I asked you?”
Yom, a merchant who supplies goods to Marius’ armory.
Marius’ expression becomes uneasy as he recalls the request Yom had made during his last visit to Roman a month ago.
“Didn’t I tell you that’s not possible? How could I ask my son to do such a thing?”
Yom sighs at his response.
“Marius, we’ve known each other for almost 30 years.”
Yom and Marius hail from different hometowns, but they lived nearby and were quite close since childhood.
“That may be true, but…”
“And when you were struggling with debt, I did my best to help you.”
Before Marius was married, he had set up a fruit shop in Roman to do business, but it quickly failed.
It was such a difficult time that if you were to ask Marius about the most challenging period of his life, he would likely say it was then.
If Yom had not stepped in and actively helped Marius back then…
Yom had given Marius a portion of his meager wages, let him stay in his small house when he had nowhere else to go, and helped him get back on his feet in every way he could.
If he had not helped, Marius would not be where he is today.
Yom is like a savior who gave Marius a second chance at life, but Marius cannot grant Yom’s current request.
“Even so, I can’t help you smuggle…”
“Shhh, your son Lucius is the Archduke’s secretary, isn’t he? That means getting a permit at the gate should be a piece of cake.”
When passing through the gate, merchants must declare the goods they plan to sell for taxation. In other words, when a merchant enters a city or castle, all the items in their wagon are checked. That’s why smuggling is not easy, but… If it’s labeled as an Intelligence Service item issued by the Archduke’s office, it’s exempt from inspection and taxation. In other words, Yom is planning to obtain an Intelligence Service certificate through Marius’ son, Lucius.
“Haha, my dear fellow… Is it really that simple?”
Ordinarily, Yom would not make such a request, but he has a desperate reason now.
“Please, I beg you! Please… save me.”
“Haha…”
Yom’s son, Cornell, is a delinquent.
At first, he worked diligently under Yom and earned money, but he got hooked on women and gambling and took out a large loan using his father’s shop and house deeds as collateral.
He then squandered it all on women and gambling, and Yom only realized the gravity of the situation when he saw the letter from the bank informing him that the deadline was approaching.
However, it is nearly impossible to pay off the money he borrowed by mortgaging the shop and house.
Knowing that his entire family would be thrown out on the streets if he failed to secure the money by the deadline, Yom reluctantly decided to smuggle.
Not just anything, but a large quantity of platinum.
Unlike on Earth, in this world, platinum is known as a cheap metal that can be used to forge counterfeit gold coins, and its trade is strictly prohibited. In the United Kingdom in particular, platinum is treated so poorly that they even dump it into the sea.
That’s why, if you use platinum to forge gold coins… you can make a lot of money. It’s the perfect business for Yom.
“Even so… Sigh.”
“Here, take this.”
Yom takes out a small ring from her bosom.
“This is a ring that proves my mother’s identity. I’ll give this to you.”
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When she was young, Yom always showed the ring and said that the blood of a noble flowed in her body.
“If you sell this, you’ll get 200 gold.”
Marius sighs when he sees his friend, who was always confident, acting like this because of her family.
“Hoo… First, I’ll talk to my son… but don’t expect much.”
At that, Yom’s face brightens.
“Really? Really, Marius?”
Yom hugs Marius and says.
“Thank you so much! Thank you so much!”
As Yom keeps thanking Marius, Marius ponders how he will tell his son, Lucius, about this.